Chapter 3

                                    

                                          
((Picture above is Willow's aesthetic))
                          
Third Person P.o.v. 
                          
It was 11:55 P.M.
                          
Willow had just arrived here but was getting nervous as she was sitting at the desk with only one seat, and she was waiting for Henry to show up. It was already five minutes after when Hen had promised to meet her up at the exact time he said he would be at, but he was running a bit late.
                          
Each minute that passed made her extremely nervous, not to mention that it had been a while since she had someone like Hen to rely on, since he was her place that she could retreat to if she felt afraid and scared, and it seemed like that's what she wanted to do right now.
                          
Just as she was about to call Henry, she heard footsteps coming from down the hallway and was relieved to see Henry coming her way. 
                          
She stood up from the chair. "Where were you?" She said, her voice full of fear and doubt. "I was getting so worried!" 
                          
"I'm sorry, Will. I got here late and I tried to come here as soon as I coul-!" 
                          
Henry got cut off as Willow hugged him tight. 
                          
Henry was surprised, but when he saw the expression she had on her face as she buried her face in his neck, he carefully wrapped his arms around her and began to rub circles in her back. 
                          
Henry knew that something was up. He had sensed this kind of thing when they were kids. Whenever Willow was upset over something she would hug him out of fear or nervousness. It was a bad habit she had. She didn't have anyone to turn to, and Henry was the only one she could tell anything. Her secrets were safe with him. 
                          
"Will...are you okay? Is something going on that I should know about?" Henry said, his voice full of concern. 
                          
Willow shook her head, still hugging Henry tightly. 
                          
"No...it's not important, Hen. I'm just glad that you're here."
                          
Henry sighed as he nodded and continued to hold Willow until she was calm again. 
Then they got to work. Willow was about to walk around the place with the flashlight, but Henry took it from her. 
                          
"Hey, what are you doing?" She asked, confused. 
"You're not going to be standing up and walking with a flashlight. You're going to sit down and look at the tablet. I don't want you to freak out if the animatronics jump out at you," Henry said as he gave her a serious look. 
                          
"Wait, jump out at me? Hennnnrrrry, what do you mean by that?!" Willow exclaimed, as she felt her nervousness return up her spine. 
                          
"Listen, just sit down and relax, okay? I'll explain it later. I'll watch them, don't worry. I'll be sure to protect you, I promise." 
                          
His words were comforting to Willow as she sat down in her seat. 
"O-okay..."
                          
Henry stood beside her with his flashlight and looked around for any animatronics lurking nearby, obviously trying to protect Willow and keep her nerves calm.
                          
Willow flipped through the screens on her tablet and saw the entire pizzeria in it's entirety, and she was overall surprised to see certain areas that she had never seen before. She kept flipping through the screen until she noticed the music box in front of her, playing a few musical notes. 
                          
"Hey, what's this?" She asked, listening to the music box as it's notes began to slow. 
                          
Henry immediately ran towards the table and grabbed the music box, surprising Willow a bit, and he began to carefully wind it up again and put it back on the table. 
                          
Willow looked at Henry confused. 
                          
"What did you do that for?" She asked him. 
                          
"There's a specific animatronic that'll come out and attack if we let the music box stop playing. We have to keep it winded up so that it can't come here and attack," Henry explained. 
                          
Willow was rather shocked. "O-oh," She replied. 
                          
Henry sighed. "Maybe I should take you back home....the boss will understand that you just wanted to come with me and see around here anywa-" 
                          
"No!" Willow cried, cutting Henry off. 
                          
"No, I-I, I um..." She trailed off, trying to collect herself. 
                          
"I...I want to stay with you here. I'm sure if you tell me what I need to do, I won't freak out and get nervous. You're the only one I really know to heart, since childhood, Hen...." She said. 
                          
Henry looked at her for a moment and sighed. 
"Okay, okay. But listen to me carefully and everything will be alright." 
                          
"Okay," Willow said, her eyes filled with both determination and contentment. 
                          
As the hours went by, Willow listened to Henry with every command he gave her to do when he needed help, and she always kept an eye open for shadows so that she could warn Henry to use the flashlight on anything lurking nearby.
                          
Finally, it was 6:00 A.M. The two both heard the bell ring and Henry sighed of relief as he put the flashlight down and Willow did the same with her tablet. 
                          
Henry smiled at her. "We did it, we survived the night," He said with a smile. 
                          
Willow was relieved to hear that from Henry. She soon was walking out of the doors and was about to just walk home when, 
                          
"Hey, do want a ride a home? I can take you back to your apartment," He said. 
                          
Normally Willow would've objected to this until the day she was six feet under, but that would've been normally anyone. This was Henry she was talking to. Plus, her legs were sore and her body was becoming tired from
working almost seven hours. She didn't feel the cost of staying awake until now because of the adrenaline that was pumping through her body at the time. She felt completely terrible, but it was better than her situation at home, at least. 
                          
"Sure," She said. 
                          
She got in the passenger's side of the car and put on the seatbelt as Henry drove to her place. 
                          
"Where to?" Henry said. He only got snoring in response and turned his head to see a softly sleeping Willow, knocked out cold.
                          
Henry couldn't help but sigh and chuckle a bit to himself. 
                          
"Looks like I'll just have to take her home with me," He said, not wanting to disturb her sleeping. 
                          
When Henry pulled into his driveway he turned off his car and took out his keys and placed them in his pocket. He then opened the passenger door and undid the seatbelt as he carefully picked up Willow and took him inside of his house after using his keys to get inside. 
                          
He slowly went upstairs to his room and he had opened his door and carefully placed Willow in his bed.
                          
Looks like I'll be sleeping on the couch tonight, he thought to himself as he carefully tucked Willow in as she shifted in her sleep. 
                          
Henry then left his room and quietly closed the door behind it. He got his pillow and a spare blanket and got on the couch and slowly drifted to sleep himself.